Pacey walked into his house to find his pregnant wife laying on the floor asleep with a book on her face. She wasn't that far where she felt like it was a lifetime but twenty-four weeks sure felt like a long time in Pacey and Joey's mind especially Joey.

Pacey walked over to her and kissed her belly as he moved up to her neck. Joey smiled as reached out her hands to touch him.

"Admit it, I'm right." He whispered.

"About what?" Joey asked as she pushed the book off her face. "You are dying for that pregnancy pillow to help you sleep at night but you think fifty dollars is a lot of-"

Joey stared at him and shook her head. "Because it is, Pace. I highly doubt it will work."

"You don't know that Joey." He whispered as he kissed her lips. Joey smiled softly. "Plus the floor can't be more comfortable than a pillow.".

"A fifty-dollar one."

Joey smiled as she felt the baby kick her and she looked down. "See the baby agrees with me."

Pacey softly move over himself to her belly and put his chin lightly on her stomach. "Do you think Mommy will like the pillow more than the floor?" He whispered and Joey laughed as she felt a little kick.

"Good, because what mommy doesn't know is I bought it."

"You didn't..." Joey said as Pacey kissed her stomach and then walk over to the front door.

"Sorry darling. But I did."

"Pacey!"

"Come on, Joey. You know I am right."

Joey glared at him then but four hours later she was cuddle against the pillow and Pacey strangely felt jealous.

He suddenly wished he was that pillow, but they paid fifty dollars for it. Now he wished he listened to her because he wasn't right, she was. Fifty dollars is a lot of money to waste to make your pregnant woman slept happily and you miserable at night.